For me, NIGHT is something miserable.
When I get to Warwick Avenue, meet me by the entrance of the tube so we can talk things over a little time. Promise me you won't step out of line. When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please drop the past and be true. Don't think we're okay just because I'm here. You hurt me bad but I won't shed a tear. I'm leaving you for the last time, baby you think you're loving but you don't love me. I've been confused, out of my mind lately. You think you're loving but I want to be free, baby you've hurt me.
much love xoxo